Jehu was awoken from the bed he had been given, by a loud horn going off. Everyone else got up and quickly made their beds. Jehu hopped up, making his as well. He was slightly slower than the rest however, because he was new.

"So you think you can take you sweet little time?" A voice said from behind him. He turned, and standing their was a man with black hair and tanned skin, muscled arms crossed over his chest. Jehu swallowed the fear that arose in his chest.

"No sir."

"Well that's not what it looks like. What's you name boy?!"

"J-Jehu Amorochi." Jehu said quietly, surprised he had been yelled at.

"I can't hear you!"

"Jehu Amorochi!" Everyone stared and then began whispering to each other, while the man stared, after a few seconds, he turned around.

"I did not say you could talk!" everyone else was immediately silenced. He turned back to Jehu. "Now then, don't even think you'll be getting special treatment. I want you to drop and give me 50 push ups!" Jehu got down on the ground. "And everybody else, head to breakfast!" Everyone else ran out while Jehu began doing push ups. It wasn't as bad as he imagined, but not exactly comfortable either.

After he finally finished, the man told him to get out and he ran, seeing Johan.

"Hey Jehu!" he ran over to him, "I heard you got put in O'Brien's cabin. He's really strict."

"Yeah, he really is. But not as bad as it could be." They both made it to the lunch room, where everyone there stared at them.

"Get back to eating!" A voice yelled and they all went back to what they were doing.

"Well that was weird." Jehu said glancing around to see stares were still being given to them.

"Well what do you expect? Most people here aren't used to seeing important people like you."

"Important?"

"Yeah. I mean, you're best buddies with the future king. That gives a high status." Johan said, getting his food. To Jehu, the food didn't look like food, but he needed to eat something. After they sat down at a relatively empty table.

"Hey, is there any paper and something I could write with here?" Johan opened his mouth to talk but then someone decided they wanted to use his head as an armrest.

"Actually there's a small shop here with writing utensils and paper with envelops."

"Could you please get off my head?" Jehu said, mildly angry.

"Aw, you're no fun!"

"Fubuki, get off his head." A stern voice said and Fubuki sighed.

"You're no fun either Ryo." And then the brunette came into sight, and sat across from them, with a light blue haired boy sitting across from them as well.

"So... Who you gonna write to? A girlfriend back home?"

"Fubuki-"

"Or maybe your secret lover...

"Fubuki-"

"just please don't say your younger brother like Ryo does-

"Shut up!" Fubuki was then slapped on the head and Fubuki just rubbed the sore spot.

"Ow, if you wanted me to be quiet all you had to do was say something." Ryo stared at him, questioning why exactly he was friends with him.

"... Sorry about that, Fubuki has a loud mouth." Ryo then turned toward them. "My name is Ryo Marufuji."

"And I'm Fubuki Tenjoin!" He said happily. "And who are you people?"
"I'm Johan Anderson." Johan said happily.

"Ah, and Anderson. And who are you Johan number 2? Unless you want me to keep calling you that, I suggest you answer."

"I'm Jehu. Jehu Amorochi." Fubuki's mouth dropped.

"Ah, so that's why everyone stared when you two walked in." Ryo said, perfectly calm. "I suppose that would be reason for shock." Fubuki turned toward him.

"It's official, you have no emotions."

"I do too, I just-"

"EVERYONE HEAD OUT!"

"Aw, we just sat down!" Fubuki then threw out his breakfast, fallowed by Ryo, Johan and Jehu. The four boys walked out into a field of sorts, with O'Brien and another black haired man fallowing him.

"Alright, we recently got new recruits, so we will introduce ourselves." O'Brien said.

"I am O'Brien."

"And I'm Jim Cook. We'll be training you in offensive and defense along with speed, stamina and endurance."

"When you leave here you'll be ready to take on an entire army. Is that understood?!"

"Sir, Yes Sir!" Everyone but the new recruits yelled.

"Now then, 25 laps, GO!"

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Haou sat down during his studies, which were always better when Jehu was around. The instructor droned on and on about things he already learned and didn't care about. He was beginning to trace lines on the table with his finger, and after a few minutes, his eyes shifted out of focus and he saw an image of Jehu flash before his eyes.

"That's enough for today, you can go now your majesty." Haou stood up and walked out of the room staring at the floor. She actually barely covered what she had planned for today, but she thought it could wait until tomorrow at least. It wasn't like the prince was actually listening to her today.

Haou walked out into the garden again, only this time with a piece of paper and ink and a pen.

He sat down with a book under the paper, and dipped the pen I the ink.

"To My Dear Jehu,

Things have not been the same around here. Everything seems to have grown duller, the flowers have lost their color and their scent no longer drifts to me. It seems as though time has stopped, and I awake to wonder if it was all a dream, and if I walk of to the peach trees, perhaps you'll be there waiting against one of them, and then you'll wrap me in your warm embrace once more. But I have yet to awaken from this nightmare. I only wish to have a letter from you. I hope I'll have one by the time this reaches you.

Studies are probably the worst things. I miss you there, sitting beside me snoring quietly and I miss the instructor hitting you and calling you a waist of her time. I miss your calming presence, your gentle voice, oh what I wouldn't give to hear it from you." Tears stained the letter but Haou kept writing through tears.

"But what I miss the most is you holding me at night, and waking up to find you there. It hurt to see you missing when I awoke the first morning. I felt as though someone had ripping my heart out, and I only found comfort in your letter. I promise you I'll take good care of your heart, I could never break it for I would die if I did. I need you here with me, I need to know that you love me.

With Love,

Haou" Haou made a small heart next to his signature, kissing it softly, hoping that his love would travel to Jehu.

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Jehu was currently hanging upside down from a tree, doing sit ups. And it was just as awful as it sounded. But he was one of the last runners, so he had to do it.

During it however, the branch cracked. Jim and O'Brien didn't notice this but then.

CRACK! Jehu extended his arms, then rolled quickly, avoiding the large branch from falling on him. He stood, and brushed the dirt off of his clothes while Jim chuckled.

"Looks like we have a kid with good reflexes, don't we O'Brien?" O'Brien just sighed, telling him to get back into line.

"Alright, we're done for today, everyone head out!" Everyone moved off the field and Fubuki Dragged him along.

"Come one, lets get you your letter!" Ryo and Johan fallowed them, hopping that Jehu's arm wouldn't be ripped off. They made it to a shack that had an almost cozy feel to it. Inside there was stacks of paper, pens, jars of ink, envelops, and letter wax with stamps.

"I have wax and stamps you can use, but the pens paper and envelops are your problem." Jehu looked at them all. "Don't worry, their free to use so long as you don't abuse them." Jehu picked up a stack of paper, ink, and a pen, and sat down. Fubuki leaned over his shoulder.

"I don't think I'm comfortable with you reading over my shoulder." Jehu said, giving Fubuki an annoyed look. Fubuki sighed.

"Fine, ruin all my fun..." And then started to annoy Ryo. Something he enjoyed doing. Jehu though for a moment before he began writing.

"My Dear Haou,

Life here is nothing like it was back there. I miss you dearly. Training here is difficult but not unbearable. The only thing that is, is going without seeing you. I miss you very dearly, and I wish I could have awoken to see you looking back at me. I miss the warmth from your embrace, I miss the feel of your lips against mine, I miss your-"

"FUBUKI GET THE FUCK AWAY!" Jehu yelled, pausing his writing.

"Ok Ok, geez I was just curious."

"I miss your lovely voice, your beautiful eyes and the way they shine when you smile. Oh what I wouldn't give to see you smiling right now my lovely prince.

I also have made a new friend. It is odd because he looks so much like I do. He also is around Judai's age and I can't help but think how well they would get along. He is in training here, his name is Johan Anderson. He lives a town away, tell your mother about him.

I wish I could be there right now instead of being yelled at, or like right no yelling at idiots. I wish I could hold you, if just for a second. I wish I could kiss those beautiful lips, I wish I could do so many things right now, and one of them is leave and run away to you. My beautiful prince, I'll be counting the days, and I'll be thinking of you.

With Much Love,

Jehu"

"Hey, who are you writing to?" Ryo asked. Jehu sighed.

"The prince."

"Hm, didn't seem like it to me..."

"Maybe that's because you're not suppose to read it!" Jehu growled.

"Look all I'm saying is that if you have a girlfriend, just say it."

"Fubuki." Ryo said. He sighed.

"Fine." Fubuki grabbed his wax and stamps, folding the piece of paper, placing it in the envelop, and sealed it.

"There. All ready to be mailed."

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A/N: Well, um... Damn I wrote a lot for today! Tomorrow I'm going to come home and be all, "Shit! That's a lot of reviews!" or at least, I hope I will. So goodbye my faithful readers/reviewers and happy reading.